I may have found a new outlet for creativity...
me and my scanner are now the best of friends. Though I imagine there's a faster setting then the one I used.... 4 minutes spent sitting holding the Malta bottle. I really like the way it turned out, I think there will be others.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Monday, February 12, 2007
and how to make it a little better.
... though not actually made in Africa, nearly as good as the original.how to make a rotten day worse.
From : ~*~nEsSa~*~ <@yahoo.ca>
Sent : February 13, 2007 1:06:32 AM
To : Lady L Bo
Subject : RE: Flemish Giants
Inbox
Hello,
I was recently in contact with you about the Flemish Giants that were going to Al's pet store. I hate to inform you, but while I was away, the german shepard was let into the house overnight, as it was very cold, and she got into the cage and killed all kits and the mother. It was a very upsetting day for all of us here, as we have never had any problems in the past with the dog. We are hoping to have another litter by early spring. I will keep in contact with you as to when another litter will be ready to go.
My sincerest apologies to you,
Vanessa
Sent : February 13, 2007 1:06:32 AM
To : Lady L Bo
Subject : RE: Flemish Giants
Inbox
Hello,
I was recently in contact with you about the Flemish Giants that were going to Al's pet store. I hate to inform you, but while I was away, the german shepard was let into the house overnight, as it was very cold, and she got into the cage and killed all kits and the mother. It was a very upsetting day for all of us here, as we have never had any problems in the past with the dog. We are hoping to have another litter by early spring. I will keep in contact with you as to when another litter will be ready to go.
My sincerest apologies to you,
Vanessa
Sunday, February 11, 2007
agreed. and well said.
Ruth said...
Having been at the same conference, heard the same talks and discussions and felt the same disappointment, let me say that I don't think it's apathy. In my experience it's a closer cousin to defensiveness.
You've got a whole (generation? echelon? elite?) of mostly men who believe that they've had a 'call to full time ministry' that the rest of us haven't and the rest of us should be following their God given vision. If we don't, we're not 'respecting the leadership'.Discussions like the ones we had for those two days are a very in-your-face rejection of that system.
From the few 'clergy' who I heard speak while we were there, I heard good intentions and a recognition of the truth of the principles, but a misapprehension and misunderstanding of what it means to 'solid churches'. eg. "How do you change a solid church into a liquid church?" Answer: You don't!
I was thinking the other day that the solid church is like my grandma's house. When I go there, I'm welcome. She asks me how it's going, she gives me tea and date squares and we reminisce. Sometimes she gives me advice or $20 and she prays for me.
It's good to know she's there and I love her, but when the tea's gone and the date squares are all eaten up, it's time for me to get back to my life. And she doesn't come with me. Because it's not hers.
My ideal situation for a local church pastor who attended this conference would be to start preaching these principles from the pulpit and !actively! encouraging his congregation to pray and talk about who they are being sent to. Then to have a team of people go to the leadership and say, "OK, we know where we're being sent. But it means that Bill won't be playing the guitar on Sundays, and Sally can't teach the grade 5 and 6 girls anymore." Then to have the pastor say, "Go for it! We have a piano and the girls can sit through a sermon once in a while."
But I'm not holding my breath.
r
Lesley would add::
Well said.
and.
My pastor this Sunday gave a fantastic message, it was on the Holy Spirit, and living your faith... It was completely complimentary to what M.Frost had to say... and funny to hear it prefaced with "Now, I may be talking myself out of a job".
and.
Slightly off topic he used the words "by golly" and "gumption" in the same message.
Having been at the same conference, heard the same talks and discussions and felt the same disappointment, let me say that I don't think it's apathy. In my experience it's a closer cousin to defensiveness.
You've got a whole (generation? echelon? elite?) of mostly men who believe that they've had a 'call to full time ministry' that the rest of us haven't and the rest of us should be following their God given vision. If we don't, we're not 'respecting the leadership'.Discussions like the ones we had for those two days are a very in-your-face rejection of that system.
From the few 'clergy' who I heard speak while we were there, I heard good intentions and a recognition of the truth of the principles, but a misapprehension and misunderstanding of what it means to 'solid churches'. eg. "How do you change a solid church into a liquid church?" Answer: You don't!
I was thinking the other day that the solid church is like my grandma's house. When I go there, I'm welcome. She asks me how it's going, she gives me tea and date squares and we reminisce. Sometimes she gives me advice or $20 and she prays for me.
It's good to know she's there and I love her, but when the tea's gone and the date squares are all eaten up, it's time for me to get back to my life. And she doesn't come with me. Because it's not hers.
My ideal situation for a local church pastor who attended this conference would be to start preaching these principles from the pulpit and !actively! encouraging his congregation to pray and talk about who they are being sent to. Then to have a team of people go to the leadership and say, "OK, we know where we're being sent. But it means that Bill won't be playing the guitar on Sundays, and Sally can't teach the grade 5 and 6 girls anymore." Then to have the pastor say, "Go for it! We have a piano and the girls can sit through a sermon once in a while."
But I'm not holding my breath.
r
Lesley would add::
Well said.
and.
My pastor this Sunday gave a fantastic message, it was on the Holy Spirit, and living your faith... It was completely complimentary to what M.Frost had to say... and funny to hear it prefaced with "Now, I may be talking myself out of a job".
and.
Slightly off topic he used the words "by golly" and "gumption" in the same message.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
one week
just one week till bunny pick up.
any ideas on names? NO.. it will not be named after a computer anti-virus.
I'm leaning towards a piratey theme.... but those names are harder to come up with. As I'm unsure as to if I'm getting a male or a female, your ideas for either gender would be appreciated.
The other day I promised little buddy I wouldn't talk about pirates around him anymore... So, I don't bring up the subject. A short time later we (as a group) went out, I happened to be wearing a pirately-theme'd tee-shirt, so of course the topic turned to pirates (and ninjas). But, I must point out... it wasn't me who started the conversation.
any ideas on names? NO.. it will not be named after a computer anti-virus.
I'm leaning towards a piratey theme.... but those names are harder to come up with. As I'm unsure as to if I'm getting a male or a female, your ideas for either gender would be appreciated.
The other day I promised little buddy I wouldn't talk about pirates around him anymore... So, I don't bring up the subject. A short time later we (as a group) went out, I happened to be wearing a pirately-theme'd tee-shirt, so of course the topic turned to pirates (and ninjas). But, I must point out... it wasn't me who started the conversation.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Apathy....
I just spent two fantastic days at the Michael Frost conference held here in little ol' Northumberland.
I was so disappointed. In my town... or rather in the leaders in my town... who didn't even bother to go to an evening talk. I was disappointed in the number of people who are always saying "something needs to happen" or "we need to look at church a little differently" who didn't darken the door. I was proud of our little group from the dock!
The talks were fantastic, challenging, and difficult. Some people got it... some people sort of got it... and some people didn't get it at all... but it raised some excellent discussions, and thinking is good.
I was so disappointed. In my town... or rather in the leaders in my town... who didn't even bother to go to an evening talk. I was disappointed in the number of people who are always saying "something needs to happen" or "we need to look at church a little differently" who didn't darken the door. I was proud of our little group from the dock!
The talks were fantastic, challenging, and difficult. Some people got it... some people sort of got it... and some people didn't get it at all... but it raised some excellent discussions, and thinking is good.
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Slothfest double Ohhhhhh seven
That's right ladies, it's time for our annual event!
This Saturday afternoon, 3pm until you feel able to roll yourself home (yes there are couches for those of you who have been so slothful you can't make it home). Is the grand event... all you need? your favourite junk food, and a few dollars towards take out... to be voted on the day of the event.
Never been to slothfest? well... it's just that... a bunch of girls, watching movies, eating snacks, being silly, sitting in the hot tub, with no guilt, and with no demands. This is for our extended female friend-circle, so if you know of someone you'd like to invite, feel free to do so.
If you need directions, email me and I'll get you the details :)
ladylesley at hotmail dot com
This Saturday afternoon, 3pm until you feel able to roll yourself home (yes there are couches for those of you who have been so slothful you can't make it home). Is the grand event... all you need? your favourite junk food, and a few dollars towards take out... to be voted on the day of the event.
Never been to slothfest? well... it's just that... a bunch of girls, watching movies, eating snacks, being silly, sitting in the hot tub, with no guilt, and with no demands. This is for our extended female friend-circle, so if you know of someone you'd like to invite, feel free to do so.
If you need directions, email me and I'll get you the details :)
ladylesley at hotmail dot com
Sunday, February 04, 2007
In the news
So, much havoc was caused with Thursday's accident. Our town was nearly impossible to navigate, or at least the Northern half was, where the 401 traffic was diverted. It's not often that the 401 gets closed... in both directions... for such an extended period of time. Roomie read that there were 150ish truckers stuck, unable to turn around and get off the 401, unable to pass the accident from Thursday afternoon til Friday morning.... that got me to thinking what the cost might have been... other that the loss of life... which is so sad, and the injuries, also so sad... I started to think about what might have been in those trucks, where they may have been going, where they were due to arrive...
I talked to my friend Kaw on MSN yesterday and started to tell her about the accident. Her reply? "I heard it on the news!" Not such a significant answer, until it's put into perspective.... Kaw and her husband are working as teachers in Hong Kong.
Also in the news... if funny things are happening around you..... don't take a gulp of your drink. It's not like in cartoons.. it doesn't always shoot out your nose when you're caught unaware by a witty or ridiculous comment... sometimes you end up drowning for the rest of the night when it instead goes into your lungs.
Still drowning.
I talked to my friend Kaw on MSN yesterday and started to tell her about the accident. Her reply? "I heard it on the news!" Not such a significant answer, until it's put into perspective.... Kaw and her husband are working as teachers in Hong Kong.
Also in the news... if funny things are happening around you..... don't take a gulp of your drink. It's not like in cartoons.. it doesn't always shoot out your nose when you're caught unaware by a witty or ridiculous comment... sometimes you end up drowning for the rest of the night when it instead goes into your lungs.
Still drowning.
Friday, February 02, 2007
the tree
If you drive past my house today... and you'd better do it quickly as the snow continues to pile up... You'll see the tiniest little Christmas tree that ever was a Christmas tree.
I'm a bit of a sentimentalist....
a bit you say??? ... snort!.... did I ever tell you about the time she.....
shut it you.
As I was saying, I've always been a bit of a sentimentalist. I've got odd little nick knacks dating back to goodness knows when for goodness knows what reasons. Not that I'm a pack rat... I do a good purge every year, I just have a tendency to ascribe meaning and emotion to the most random of things.
I love decorating for Christmas, but taking the Christmas beauties down takes me awhile, about mid January I am finally coerced into packing things away... only when I notice that the only Christmas stuff still out is my own... This year, I beat my roomie.. mostly. She had all her stuff down and packed, but not put back into storage... I beat her to that... sort of... other than the six decorations that didn't make it into the box... a few of them are still sitting on the coffee table.
But this year I got this fantastic little tree! a real tree! a lovely tiny perfect tree! complete with a real pine cone, a few drops of bird dirt AND!!!! it had decorations on it!!! It sat smiling at me on my dresser when I came home on my birthday.
Yesterday I was leaning into the dresser looking for socks, and I was hit by this little tiny shower... of needles. So today... The tree was removed... So sad.. so.. so.. SO... sad. It showered the bedroom, it showered me, it showered the staircase when I forgot to look out for the ceiling on the way down... sigh...
I plunked it down right side up into the snowbank... it's waiting to cheer up everyone's day.
I'm a bit of a sentimentalist....
a bit you say??? ... snort!.... did I ever tell you about the time she.....
shut it you.
As I was saying, I've always been a bit of a sentimentalist. I've got odd little nick knacks dating back to goodness knows when for goodness knows what reasons. Not that I'm a pack rat... I do a good purge every year, I just have a tendency to ascribe meaning and emotion to the most random of things.
I love decorating for Christmas, but taking the Christmas beauties down takes me awhile, about mid January I am finally coerced into packing things away... only when I notice that the only Christmas stuff still out is my own... This year, I beat my roomie.. mostly. She had all her stuff down and packed, but not put back into storage... I beat her to that... sort of... other than the six decorations that didn't make it into the box... a few of them are still sitting on the coffee table.
But this year I got this fantastic little tree! a real tree! a lovely tiny perfect tree! complete with a real pine cone, a few drops of bird dirt AND!!!! it had decorations on it!!! It sat smiling at me on my dresser when I came home on my birthday.
Yesterday I was leaning into the dresser looking for socks, and I was hit by this little tiny shower... of needles. So today... The tree was removed... So sad.. so.. so.. SO... sad. It showered the bedroom, it showered me, it showered the staircase when I forgot to look out for the ceiling on the way down... sigh...
I plunked it down right side up into the snowbank... it's waiting to cheer up everyone's day.
Thursday, February 01, 2007
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